MOODS OF A WOMAN:
An angel of truth
And a dream of fiction,
She's afraid of a wasp,
Will scream at a mouse;
But will tackle a stranger Alone in the house.
Sour as vinegar,
Sweet as a rose;
She'll kiss you one minute,
Then turn up her nose.
She'll win you in rage,
Enchant you in silk;
She'll be stronger than brandy,
Milder than milk.
At times she'll be vengeful,Sometimes merry and sad;
She'll hate you like poison And LOVE you like mad.
MOODS OF A MAN:
Hungry, Horny, Sleepy
